I am now in the final stage of my life with many years remaining and hopefully the best of them yet as my hope and joy are returning to me. There is a spring in my step of this older, adult woman who is finally understanding herself and more importantly, accepting herself. It feels good to feel worthy if to nobody else but to God.
While the last five years have been tedious with counseling and digging in the dirt to see clearly, it has been worth every penny, the time involved, heartache felt and many tears. I did this for me. I made a choice that I want more in life before I die. To know that only death was before me and hopelessness, only brought more hopelessness plus doom and gloom. Not a good place to be or to stay.
People get stuck and see no way out. Like a cat in a paper bag. Yearning for more but overwhelmed by all the negative that they have encountered and believing it all to be fact. Nowhere to go, distrustful of others due to past relationships of hurts and basically alone.
As a Christian, feelings of despair in this lost state brings condemnation so that, too, must be dealt with and fought against. People around us are lost as a non-Christian but many are lost in just hopelessness felt. Not because of unbelief, as they just might have more faith than you may think in order to hold on, it is just no zeal to push through. 
There were years that I walked through that mess. While being unsure who I could really confide in or one that would believe the chaos that seemed to swallow me up. The craziness that it brings because on the outside it all appeared normal. I walked in a fog at times and for a bit, I was numb being so hurt and not knowing what to do.
I was lost for many years of basically feeling like a caged bird being 
unsure and afraid. Plus, forgetting myself as my confidence, what little there was, removed itself from my life. A zombie at times going through the motions of life, wearing a mask. People and circumstances can strip you of your whole being, of which happened year after year.
Today, I am not the same person I was five years ago. Thank God. Walking into my former counselors office the first day, sitting on her loveseat and being asked why I was there was the beginning of the me I am today. I felt I was going crazy, which was my response to her and I 
believed it because of the imprisonment of my life. Help me!
When we make a choice and decide to move forward, our faith ignites and the Lord will see us through the pain and struggles. Trusting Him with it all and our lives, He will open doors and will bring the joy back into our lives that we have forgotten. The excitement of living comes alive and in color like never 
before. I forgot and lost myself in the past and for years but today I feel I have found myself once again and finding each day better than the last. So the best years are ahead of me and I am going forward.
How about you? If you are going through something that seems overwhelming and the hopelessness seems to be clinging to you, allow the Lord to help you. Trust Him.
While I was a Christian, and have been since my early twenties, it came to a point of desperation and saying, Lord it is me and You.
He knows, He cares, He loves you. ❤️
As we cry out to Him, He hears us. It may not feel that way, but that is when we draw up every inch of faith within us. The pleading of our soul screaming out possibly inaudible to those around us, the thoughts in our mind as we go through our day, the tears that leak out from the corner of our eyes which sometimes become like a waterfall. No matter how, He knows all about us. He knows what we are struggling and no matter how big or small. He sees and feels our hopelessness.
not, my faith in the Lord and worship will continue and actually increase.
So where are you? What are you going through? Do you feel stuck in a rut? Hopeless?
Through it all, I am still here and in the last five years taking better care of me. Moving forward. Just sharing part of my life and I am sure many reading this can identify with it. Somebody has to do it.
I swear the man carries Kryptonite in his pockets and I must be like Superman because all power and energy drains from me. Why is that?
One day, I will leap tall buildings.
Just Pondering... 